As If In Wonderland

Hermione sat on Voldemorts side at the huge table filled with a feast made by the house elves, she had never felt so vulnerable in her life as she was surrounded my death eaters. She was scared, very scared. She sat in silence, not wanting to talk to anyone rather than obeying Voldemorts rules.

“You are looking rather fine tonight for a mudblood”, Lucius sneered with a tone in his voice which sounded like he thought she shouldn’t be sitting at the table. After ignoring him he continued, “what’s the matter mudblood? I compliment you and you ignore me? That is quite rude…if I was allowed I would punish you for it”

“Now, now Lucius, you know the girl has been given her rules, possibly ignoring you is one of them”, a very old man said coldly to him before smiling at her warmly, “I am Grindelwald…a follower of the dark lord”

“Grindelwald?”, she mutter confused, thinking where she had heard the name before.

“You seem very comfortable here mudblood, im surprised you know what eating at a table is like, being a mudblood and all-”

“-piss off”, she rolled her eyes, before turning to Voldemort to avoid Lucius angry gaze, “you said nothing in the rules about me telling one of your deatheaters-a bastard one at that, to piss off milord”

“I will let you off this once…only because Lucius is degrading himself by using verbal insults as a last resort”, Voldemort stated silkily, Lucius looked down embarrassed and ate the food on his plate.
“You may eat”

“Thank you”, she said before eating the massive feast, more food than she had ever seen on one table-not counting Hogwarts feasts, dozens of death eaters and followers sat at the table with their partners, though it seemed the woman at table only spoke to each other.

“You do look lovely dear”, Grindelwald complimented Hermione across the table, “green does suit you and once you’ve been fed better you would suit it even more-though you have already got a few good curves here and there-”

“I would think you were trying to flirt with Hermione”, Voldemort sniggered.

“Im an old man, I should be allowed to spend the last few years of my life enjoying it. I apologise Hermione, you should relax”

“Sorry this is just overwhelming, im eating with the darkest wizards who are living today…Im sorry but I cant relax because im not a fool, I wont be treated so well after this feast”, she stated

“She is a wise one milord”, Grindelwald said to Voldemort

“Why else do you think I kept her?”, he replied, it disgusted Hermione how they talked about her like she wasn’t there, “I have plans for her, though in the meantime she will have servants duties-”

“-you mean slave duties”, she cut in

“What?”, his eyes glowing red in anger for her interrupting him.

“A servant is someone who is paid to do their services and does it willingly. A slave is usually unwilling and is not paid”

“Yes she is wise, bright and clever…I can almost feel the power radiating off of her milord”

“Even so…crucio!”, he tortured her at the table for several minutes, not showing any emotion as she screamed and cried from the shock, after a while she stopped letting out any sound and only breathed heavily with her eyes closed. “That was for going against my rules, only speak when spoken to and address me as you should”, he spat as she lay panting on the floor. “Now get up unless you want to eat on the floor”.

She sat for a moment, thinking. She had gotten used to the feel of the cruciatus curse-it was more out of surprise than anything that she screamed, it still hurt like hell of course, but she had taught herself to control that pain.
“I would torture you back if I had my wand…”, she muttered as she stood and sat herself back on her seat, ignoring the fact she had been humiliated in front of so many people.

“Even if you had a wand in your hand right now, you wouldn’t be able to even cast one spell on the dark lord, or any wizard here for that matter-let alone an unforgivable!”, Lucius laughed.

“Fuck you. Crucio!”, she cast the spell angrily without a wand at Lucius, only for a moment until she got back her senses. He did scream in pain, not as much if a death eater had done it, but he still felt it. The whole room sat in silence, stunned, as did Hermione. She had never cast a curse like that before, and without a wand. “I-I…”

“Silence! Lucius, stop acting like a child, you were tortured by a wandless mudblood-its pathetic! And you, mudblood”, he growled, “will feel my wrath tonight. I will show you how its going to be from now on…”. she didn’t reply, just looked down nervously. She was still in shock from using the curse, but no matter how much she hated to admit it, Voldemort scared her a lot.

“I have more important issues to deal with first…”, he addressed the table, “it has been many weeks since my rise to power…I have enjoyed it, though of course it has been a lot of work, for all of you as well. I would like to announce how over half the order of the phoenix have been rounded up and are in Azkaban now, its only a matter of time before the whole lot are left to live with nothing…I also have many plans for the mudblood here, yes many of you I have sensed have been uncertain…but mark my words, if I hear or sense anymore about it, you will be punished severely…and finishing on a lighter note, Hogwarts has also seen an improvement in discipline and dark arts, I see a great future for us all”

Voldemort sat with a smirk, Hermione wasn’t even listening to what he was saying, she had ignored him since he had begun his ‘announcements’.

“Miss Granger…”, a familiar voice tapped her on the shoulder,

“Yes?”, she turned to face the cold face of Severus Snape, “oh…its you…”, she turned back round to see she hadn’t noticed before that everything was getting informal, it was just her and Severus at the table.

“Sound disappointed if you wish. I am just surprised to see you here, looking so well”

“Leave me alone, you betrayed everyone-to serve the dark lord!”

“I just wanted to tell you that you have no reason to fear me, if the other death eaters-the inner circle, are ever given permission to punish you, harm you…touch you. I can promise you I wont, I still see you as my student, just a girl”

“Im so grateful”, she replied sarcastically, turning away from him.

“you will be. I must say that was some impressive curse you used on Lucius…not many could cast an unforgivable without a wand-especially under the dark lords gaze-”, he sat in front of her.

“-what do you want!”

“Truthfully? To warn you. The dark lord is very cruel and sadistic in his actions, he wants to break you. Though he will do it, I promise you that-he has never failed in anything, you can lesson the pain you can feel, don’t use your Gryffindor courage. It will get you nowhere”

“thanks for the advice, but no thanks”

“you have already submitted to him-only the willing can receive the dark mark”

“I have not submitted to him! I was weak, he twisted it so I would agree to whatever he said when I was near collapsing!”

“even so. You are scarred for life, you might as well give in sooner than later”

“Hermione does not appreciate anything I have done for her Severus…”, Voldemort said to the surprise of Hermione, “though she will learn soon enough. Come”, he ordered Hermione to follow. With one last look at Snape she followed Voldemort, past her bedroom and into the next door along.
It was a bedroom fit for a king…no, a dark lord. She nervously stayed near the door and took in her surroundings, the room was large with a bed covered in black satin sheets, big enough for twenty people to sleep in. the room had a fireplace, antiques, sofas and an armchair, beautiful paintings and a surprisingly warm feel-rather than the cold dungeon feel she would have thought he would have for a bedroom.

“I have made sure your bedroom is linked onto mine now, just in case…”, he nodded to a door on the wall, alongside an open door where a bathroom could be seen. “You were rather rude at dinner, I did not like how you acted, it was as if you were a guest”

“I know im not a guest. Im just a pawn in your little game of boredom, im just here for you to mess with when you have nothing else going on. You say you keep me here for my mind, im clever, but that is it! You are clever-why do you need me!”

“I don’t need you, I just believe you would be more useful serving me than in a cell in Azkaban…you have no discipline though”, he whispered so she could barely hear him as he came closer to her with ever word he said. Soon he was within inches of her face as he lowered his to hers, his breathe she felt mixed with her.
“I have never had a woman-a girl more so, intrigue me so much. Do you find me cruel Hermione?”

“Yes”, she replied timidly, “but I will do all in my power to prove im not weak, I wont be broken by you!”

“we will see about that. You have not seen cruel at all yet, but I shall show you”, he lowered his lips to hers but didn’t touch them, “there are many pains I could make you feel…”

“please don’t…”

“You will soon learn I get what I want. I promise you, I will be rough, and it wont be good for you”, he smirked as his hands trailed down her dress, “first stage of being broken: make you mine in body”

“Please don’t. I thought the dark lord wouldn’t care for such a thing…”

“I don’t care for it, but seeing as torture doesn’t affect you…maybe something different will help. Do you want this?”

“It doesn’t matter what I want or think, its always going to be your decision”

“You have learnt something new already”, he smirked before stealing her lips, biting hard on her lower one and drawing blood on purpose. She closed her eyes as they filled with tears, before opening them again to see him levitating her over to his bed.

“No! don’t! You are the dark lord!”

“I was still born a male, a man, I am just much more powerful and eternally alive…”

“you aren’t a man, you are a monster!”

“I will show you what its like to sleep with a monster then”, he laughed and climbed on top of her as she screamed, without thinking she slapped him across the face and instantly regretted it as she saw the rage in his eyes. He didn’t say anything but continued to remove her clothes as well as his own.

She kept her eyes closed as he continued grabbing, biting, hurting her body wherever he could. She closed them even tighter as she felt his naked skin against hers, she closed off her mind as he placed himself at her entrance. Though she couldn’t help but scream in pain as I stole her virginity away from her so roughly, he didn’t even give her a moment to adjust to the new feeling of being filled.
She could feel her blood running down her thighs as he forced himself into her as if he was stabbing her, her screams quietened to simple sobs, still she wouldn’t open her eyes.

After what felt years, she felt him shudder and roll off of her after filling her with the unfamiliar warmth he had left inside her. Her whole mind was shut off from what was happening, but once she gained her senses and opened her tearful eyes she saw Voldemort pulling on some clothes.

“Get back to your room, you start you duties tomorrow”, he said coldly, “I will send Severus round to heal you”.
She stood shakily and pulled on what was left of her torn up dress, ignoring the blood and tears and the pain she felt, she ran through to her room.

She fell to her knees as tears streamed down her face with her head in her hands.

Meanwhile in the next room along Voldemort was angry and disgusted with himself.

“I am the dark lord, yet I lost my mind to lust…pathetic”, he groaned while wiping his hair from his sweated face. “Though it was always going to be my first step of breaking her down…its completed, and it was quite enjoyable…”, he laughed before cleaning up the mess he had caused with her with a flick of his wand.

-

“I thought I told you to break quicker!”, Severus muttered as healed the cuts and bruises Hermione hadn’t noticed she had, “the dark lord is quite rough-”

“tell me something I didn’t know!”, she spat the first words she had said since Snape had come to heal her. “Why did he have to do that! I didn’t even know he was interested in sex!”

“He isn’t really…”, Snape reasoned as he cast his final healing charms,

“Really? Well he seemed pretty interested with me!”, she tried to sound angry but couldn’t help to show how upset she was, “this is all wrong…”

“You were a virgin weren’t you? Of course the dark lord wanted to show you who you belong to, you aren’t the pure little girl you was anymore, you are now a woman, and you have been given your place in the world”

“Please go…thank you for healing me, but im only being healed so I have no excuse tomorrow for whatever duties I may have…”, she whispered as she stood to gaze out of her window.

“I shall see you around as I come here quite a lot. Goodnight miss Granger”, Hermione said nothing as he left.
She was alone to cry herself to sleep.
For today had brought humiliation and pain, and for tomorrow would probably bring more.